Gran Torino (2008)

All American curmudgeon Walt Kowalski (Clint Eastwood) hasn't changed since the Korean War. Long-held prejudices and general crotchetiness define the veteran. As his Michigan neighborhood decays around him, filling with immigrants and gangs, Kowalski wonders with harassed amusement. His neighbors, an Asian immigrant family, are just another thorn in his side. When their teen son, Tao, tries to steal Walt's beloved '72 Gran Torino as part of a gang initation, Walt is no longer a passive player in this story. Kowalski confronts his prejudices and assumes an unlikely role in the life of the vulnerable teen.

Gran Torino is a deceptively simple character driven story produced and directed by Eastwood. The film gets off to a shaky start as Eastwood seems to be almost a caricature of himself. Something clicks {about the time Kowalski takes a long drawl from his Pabst} and Eastwood transcends the setting and delivers a hard fought performance.

As a snarling, no-nonsense, racial-epithet spewing veteran, Eastwood is amazing to watch. At 70-something, this veteran has earned the right to say whatever he damn well pleases, but this is modern day. Kids nowadays are dangerous. Or are they really? As Kowalski, Eastwood is pitch perfect. {Quite frankly, he is reminiscent of my late grandfather--the garage scene with Tao brought back memories of my Pap.} Eastwood is blue-collar America.

Gran Torino examines many themes: pride, family, loss, friendship, honor and sacrifice, prejudice and redemption. Thanks to true dialogue, top-notch direction, subtle pacing, and tender humor what should have been a predictable story turns into something more genuine.

As Eastwood growls the final song, you can't help but thing you saw something special here. And if it turns out to be his last performance onscreen, then Gran Torino isn't a bad way to go. The film ends on an unexpected note, but for the best. Gran Torino is a bittersweet, but memorable piece and a must see treat for Eastwood fans.